VAGRANT VERSE
FROM THE SHROPSHIRE LID. From far, from eve and morning And you twelve-winded sky. The staff of life to knit me Blew hither: here am I. Now—-for a breath I tarry Nor yet diaperre apart— Take my hand quick and tall na, What have you in your heart. Speak now, and I will answer; How shall I help you, say; Ere to the wind’s twelve quartan I take my endlw way.
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Southland Times, Issue 18967, 14 June 1923, Page 4
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73VAGRANT VERSE Southland Times, Issue 18967, 14 June 1923, Page 4
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